They didn't get very far into the village before an armed and armored End and another, helmeted knight stopped them in their tracks.
End glanced back with suspicion at the direction they had come from, before turning back to them and examining Morne from head to toe, noting the larger man's relaxed face, steady stance, and clear gaze.
The other knight seemed tense, and the thumb of his spear-holding hand kept brushing against the pole of his weapon as if to reassure himself that it was still there.
"I see you've recuperated for the most part," End said stiffly. "Essenla, your progress?"
"Pretty much back to normal," Essenla said before frowning lightly. "Is something wrong?"
